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Emmett and Elle had been together for a while now, and they had never been happier. Every day they got to come home to each other and spend their evenings together in their own little slice of paradise (their very pink apartment). Tonight, though, was their anniversary, so it was date night, and they were going out to this new restaurant that they were really excited about. One year together, and they were more in love than ever. Bruiser was having a sleepover with Rufus at Paulette’s and Emmett and Elle were excited to have a romantic night to themselves.
Emmett wore a new suit that Elle told him made him look “beyond hot, like my own sexy lawyer fantasy come to life” and he blushed at the memory of her reaction when he first tried it on for her. When he saw what Elle had on — a chic and flirty pink cocktail dress — he told her exactly how beautiful he found her, and she rewarded him with a sweet kiss before taking his hand and leading him out to the car.
At the restaurant, they flirted and joked their way through dinner, having to remember to quiet down when they laughed a bit too hard together. They couldn’t help it; they always had a great time together. They stole bites of each other’s food and split a dessert before heading home.
“Tonight was perfect, Emmett,” she told him in the car on the way home as he intertwined his fingers with hers and brought them up so he could press a light kiss to the back of her hand. She looked at him adoringly. “It was,” he smiled as they pulled up to their apartment and parked. “But the night’s not over yet, is it?” He leaned over to give her a peck on the cheek before getting out of the car and walking around to open her door for her. Her heart rate sped up, thinking about what her sweet boyfriend might have in store for her.
Once they were inside, he pulled her to him and kissed her deeply. “Elle,” he breathed against her lips. “Happy anniversary.” She smiled and kissed him again, but was confused when he pulled away.
“Wait here a minute,” he told her, giving her that crooked smile she loved so much. “I have something special planned.” He kissed her one last time and squeezed her hand before going to their bedroom and closing the door.
He came back to her a few minutes later, “You’re back,” she smiled. “Come with me,” he told her, and he held her hand as he led her to their bedroom.
When he opened the door for her, her heart melted for him all over again. Her favorite candles were lit and there were pink rose petals scattered across the bed and a fresh bouquet on her nightstand. Emmett felt a bit sheepish, unsure if it was too much or too corny. He wanted to go all-out for their anniversary, do something to really woo her. She turned to smile at him, “Oh, Emmett! This is so sweet, and so romantic! You’re so thoughtful.” She wrapped her arms around him, enveloping him in a warm hug.
“It’s not too much? I wanted to make tonight special for us.”
“It’s perfect! And it’s already special because I’m here with you. I love you, Emmett.”
And then his lips were crashing back into hers again. “I love you too, Elle,” he told her. Their kissing grew more passionate and then she was pushing off his suit jacket and loosening his tie. Her hands went to his shirt and she began to undo a few of his buttons.
His hands moved down over her hips and he squeezed her ass before he brought a hand up to the zipper at the back of her dress. “May I?” he asked her, and she saw the desire in his eyes. “I’m all yours, Emmett,” she told him, turning around to give him better access. “I have a little surprise for you, too.”
As he unzipped her dress, the delicate pink lace of her lingerie was revealed to him. The dress fell to the ground and she stepped out of it to stand before him. There were rhinestones and little heartshaped details in the lace. Emmett thought she looked stunning, and so utterly Elle, pink and girly and sexy. Elle always wore pink frilly underthings, but this was clearly something she had picked out for the special occasion, for him. Emmett felt himself getting harder.
“You’re so beautiful,” he told her, awestruck that this wonderful, smart, funny, caring, gorgeous woman loved him. How did he ever get so lucky?
She smiled and blushed before kicking off her heels and kissing him again, pulling him with her onto their bed. “You’re pretty handsome, yourself,” she replied, before making quick work of his belt and unbuttoning the rest of his shirt.
He kicked off his shoes and socks and she pushed his shirt off of his shoulders. He kissed her rougher now, running his hands reverently over the delicate lace covering her curves. She trailed a hand down his chest before undoing the button of his pants and then the zipper. She tugged on his pants and he obliged her, moving away from a brief moment to take them off before kissing her again.
He trailed kisses down her neck, whispering to her how much he loved her, how happy he was to have such a smart, driven, kind, lovely girlfriend. She whimpered when he kissed the tops of her breasts, then her nipples through the thin lace. He pushed the cups down and touched her just the way she liked as she arched her back for him, whimpering and sighing.
It felt so good, but Elle knew how Emmett was, always eager to take care of her. Tonight she wanted to take care of him first. She lightly pushed him off of her and onto his back. “I want you in my mouth first. Is that ok?” Emmett had never been harder, in bed with his perfect, gorgeous girlfriend with her tits out and asking him questions like that. He gave her an enthusiastic yes.
She kissed down his chest, and when she tugged his underwear off, his hard cock sprang free. She gave him a slow stroke before kissing the underside. She licked the length of him before swirling her tongue around the head and taking him into her mouth fully. As she sucked him, his hands found their way into her hair.
“Elle, fuck, Elle. It’s- ah, it’s so good.” When she looked up to make eye contact with him, he nearly came on the spot. He pulled her up and kissed her again. He pulled her lingerie to the side and ran a finger along her sex. She was wet for him already. He pushed a finger into her and used another to lightly rub her clit. She moaned for him.
“I love it when you make those little sounds,” he whispered in her ear. “Can I take this off now?” he asked her, and as soon as she agreed he was easing the lingerie off of her. “Can I-” “Yes, Emmett, please.” Then he kissed down her body, and when she opened her legs wider for him, he held her thighs apart and buried his face between them. He licked at her opening, then her clit, hungrily, like a man possessed.
Elle had learned early in their relationship how much Emmett liked performing this particular act. She had always assumed it was something that guys just weren’t that into, but the first time she and Emmett were intimate, he had asked her so earnestly, telling her how he’d fantasized about it, and he had definitely delivered, making her see stars.
“You taste so good,” he murmured against her before diving back in. He loved knowing he could make her feel this way, loved the little noises she made. His heart swelled knowing he could bring the woman he loved such pleasure.
When she came apart for him, he kept going, pushing her to her second climax. She had never cum so easily before Emmett, but he was so attentive, so wonderful, her sweet, sexy, perfect boyfriend.
Then he was kissing back up her body and when his lips met hers, her arms wrapped around him and she pulled him into a tight embrace, wrapping her legs around his hips.
“I love you so much, Emmett,” she told him, meeting his eyes. “I love you too, Elle.”
She felt his cock nudging against her cunt and she raised her hips slightly. He sucked in a bit of air. “Will you fuck me now?” she asked. “I want you inside me.”
“Fuck, yes,” he groaned before grabbing a condom from the drawer of the bedside table. She rolled it onto him and then he was over her again, pushing inside. They both let out sounds of pleasure when he bottomed out.
As he thrust into her, she raked her hands down his back, grabbing his ass before bringing them back up. “It’s so good, Emmett,” she told him. He picked up the pace, hitting just at that spot he knew drove her wild. Her hips met his at each thrust and he murmured soft words in her ear, telling her that this had been the best year of his life, that he was so in love with her, that she was beyond his wildest dreams, his best friend and his girlfriend all rolled into one, that she made everything brighter. When he snaked a hand between them to rub her clit, she came for him again, and he followed her over the edge soon after.
He stayed there for a moment, still inside her, holding her close and pressing sweet kisses along her jaw, across her face, and finally on her lips. She held him close, kissing him back.
Eventually, he got up to throw away the condom, but then he was back in bed with her under the covers and holding her in his arms. She snuggled against him, with her head on his chest and their legs tangled together.
“You’re amazing,” she told him, leaning up to kiss him softly. “I’m so happy to call you mine.”
He held her tighter. “Me too. You’re my everything. I’m so proud of everything you’ve accomplished and I’m so happy to get to stand by your side, my little Miss Woods comma Elle”
They cuddled together and fell asleep like that, so content and in love. Their first anniversary had been lovely, and they both knew it was the first of many.